A Hillbilly in the Holler Hole

I've started my adventures hangin in the holler. Running after a rabbit that slipped down a holler hole. I reckon I got too curious of the way it winked at me, since I had the urge to follow it down it's dark and ghostly hole.


Once I finally landed at the bottom, strange and unusual things started happening to me. First I was here and then I was here and then I went ahead and stumbled across a tea party here.



Into the forest I stumbled across an Orange five of hearts and then hung out with a caterpillar here.



As you can imagine, running after that silly rabbit has become somewhat of a challenge. I'm tired, I'm hungry and that silly caterpillar only motioned to a mushroom. A mushroom? Really?



Well, now I reckon I am just about hungry enough to eat anything, yet back home in the holler, certain mushrooms could create hallucinations (which I think I'm already on one) and even cause death. Yet, as my hungry belly made clear enough, I was willing to take the chance.



Timidly, I reached over and broke off a piece of the mushroom. Dry. Spongy. Just like you could imagine a big red mushroom with white polka dots would taste. But then, I began to feel funny. (Awe, crap!) I grew, and grew and until the top of my head was just over the tops of the highest trees.



One advantage, the sky was beautiful. It wasn't the shade of blue, like back home in the holler, but purple, like a dusk, only brighter. I could see for miles, mostly tree tops, but it was awesome none the less.



"Hey!" Squeaked a voice at my elbow.

"Um, hey?" I said bending to see who was talking to me. "Whose there?"

"Me." Said the voice again.

"Me who?" I asked squinting into the trees leaves.

"Just me." Said the voice as I heard the leaves beside me rustle.



A lizzard appeared at the end of a branch, it's coloring the same as the leaves it crawled upon. And it's face resembled that of Lizzardbits.

"Just me, huh?" I asked admiring it's color. "What are you doing up here?"

"Looking at you." The Lizzard replied.

"You wouldn't happen to know where I am, would you?" I asked curiously.

"Up." The lizzard said nonchalantly.

"Yeah, I kinda knew that." I said raising an eyebrow at the lizzard. "You wouldn't happen to know like where abouts in the up?"

"By a tree." It replied. "Talking to me."



Silly Lizzard wasn't going to be much help. "You wouldn't happen to know how I could get back to my regular size would you?

"Eat the mushroom." it said.

"Eat the mushroom?" I asked. "I did that, that's how I got this big."

"Eat it again."

"Fancy that, I probably done squished it when I grew." That worried me a bit. How was I going to find a mushroom at my feet, when all the trees were like those sticker bushes back home, it's hard to move, and each and every time I did, one grasped hold of my clothes.

The lizzard shrugged. Can lizzard shrug? Anyway, it did.



Just then, when I was about to reach down to rummage at my feet, I heard a squawk. Looking around and then back at the Lizzard, I asked, "Did you hear that?"

"Yup, Strike a pose." The lizzard replied.

"What's that mean?" I asked scanning the horizon of trees.



"Strike a pose he's everywhere."



Which of course made me think of the large smiling koala, who I hadn't seen in quiet awhile.

Just then, coming closer was appeared to be...



**To find out what Strike a pose was, check with my blog for tomorrow's post.

Update on the On Goings...

Lizzardbits has been without internet connection or access to the bloggy world. She has asked me if I would stop by to let you know that she is hoping/planning to be back in the bloggy world soon.



Plus, in the next couple days, I, Hillbilly Duhn will be stopping by to guest post, leaving a part of a story that I'm currently working on and hopefully entertain you, just a little...while she's out. :)